My world is coming to an end...the worst has happened....my amusing, entertaining, talented, creative, thoughtful, professional, knowledgeable, patient, positive, understanding, optimistic, disciplined, strong, fun, challenging, dependable, inspiring, genuine (and a million other words) trainer Paul is leaving the Athletic Club - changing things up to pursue a new career.
I knew it was probably coming, but wanted to believe that in the end he would stay and I must say that I am pretty sad about it. Apparently working 60 hours a week (or more) and only seeing your lovely fiancee a few hours a week isn't a way to live - who knew? It will be a big loss for the club, his other clients and, of course, me.
He explained how difficult the decision was because he doesn't want to let down his clients and he really does love training. But in the end, he needs to think about his family and start building a career that doesn't see him wearing sweats all day. I tried to dissuade him by telling him that he will have to buy all new shoes - but he assured me that he is quite the shopper with impeccable fashion sense. Not really a shock since he must have 12 pairs of running shoes (including a special pair in Western purple :)
I am not even ready to think about what will happen 2 short weeks from now, because it's going to mean getting a new trainer. Someone who doesn't know me or how hard I have worked to get to where I am today. I kind of pity whoever it turns out to be though because they will always be in The Enforcer's shadow. I still have two weeks to try to change his mind, so any tactics you can offer to get him to stay would be appreciated!
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